The Big O rolls through Mississippi, adding another X to his column. Senator Clinton thinks he'd make a fine VP, even though she thinks he's not ready to be President which is the only real qualification for being VP. Hmm...
The Fed offers banks a 200 billion dollar loan. Stocks soar.
Why not a 200 trillion dollar loan, boys? Or 200 kajillion? If you're just making it up and printing fake money, why not get creative?
Nancy and I dined at The Orchard last night thanks to the kindness and generosity of Jon Stancato and the Stolen Chairs and can I just say Holy Kamoley?
I mean, Great God on a Flatbread?
If you're in town and you're feeling kind of fancy and you've got some money to blow, get yourself and your honey down to Orchard Street. Seriously good eating and it's elegant as hell. Makes you feel rich right up to the moment they hand you the bill and you realize how poor you actually are.
Need to organize a Liberty Theater Task Force. Read the post a few posts back if you're not up to speed on this. Best way to move forward is probably getting everyone's email and making a group so we can stay in touch about developments. We should set a time to meet as well, I suppose. Anyone interested, let me know and I'll organize it.
And if anyone can recommend an exceptionally talented, young (mid-twenties) Hispanic actor for a reading of Stephen Culp's The 13 Hallucinations of Julio Rivera at New York Theater Workshop next Thursday, I'd be much obliged.
Finished Beatrice Otto's masterful Fools are Everywhere, a study of court jesters throughout history, and how cool is this?
She puts her email address in the acknowledgements.
So I email her and thank her for the great read and tell her how I'm using it for my new play. She writes back, asking to read the play. So I send her the fourth draft of Captain Overlord's Folly.
The modern world, kids. It's an instant motherfucker, sometimes.